Terry Gilliam 

Erstwhile member of Monty Python's Flying Circus, and principal artist-animator of the surreally bizarre cartoons with which it was frequently interspersed, Terry Gilliam has gone on to become a film director. Gilliam's Brazil is known among cineastes as a drastic example of things that can go wrong when a director doesn't have final cut[?] and the studio steps in to "take control" of a situation it sees as spiralling out of control; Gilliam's battles with the studio are notorious and well documented.

Gilliam is a graduate of Occidental College in Los Angeles.

Films directed:

• Monty Python and the Holy Grail (co-directed with Terry Jones) (1975)
• Jabberwocky (1977)
• Time Bandits (1981)
• Brazil (1985)
• The Adventures of Baron Munchhausen (1988)
• The Fisher King (1991)
• Twelve Monkeys (1995)
• Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (1998)

Gilliams' unsuccessful efforts to film The Man Who Killed Don Quixote[?], based on Miguel Cervantes' Don Quixote, was the subject of the documentary Lost in La Mancha[?].

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